Last night...

Last night was not a good idea.

Someone once told me not to have one-night stands
because even though it may be beautiful and seem pleasurable
you hate yourself the morning after and regret it
And I didn't understand.

I didn't understand, then.

I understand, now.

retrace your reasons

remember the beauty the deceit the beauty such resemblance to one you truly did love

sigh at a mistake that cannot, now, be fixed,
it can only be let go of and
eventually
heal



It must be just like wearing ill-fitting shoes, isn't it?

My poor dear metatarsals, I am sorry.

From: [identity profile] indicolite.livejournal.com


Yeah, the lousy thing is that I walk almost everywhere, so I have very great chances of exacerbating the damage unless I put my feet up.

Damn, those shoes were made by the same company and according to the same design as my favourite sandals of all time, that I've done everything from dancing to rock-climbing in...and I am wallowing in abject misery from a mere three kilometres. How this happens I do not know.
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I can't say I've ever had a one-night stand. But knowing me and sex, I can't imagine that I would ever feel about it as regretful as I have felt about some of the shoes I have made the mistake of letting near my feet.

From: [identity profile] indicolite.livejournal.com


So my analogy isn't actually sound? :-) Or rather, the advice I refer to was given by someone who had much less experience with foot-torture devices in the name of style, and so would not be able to draw a cogent comparison where regret is concerned. I can just imagine a new simile: "How bad was it?" "It was bad, honey. It was three-km-in-bad-shoes bad." "Three-km-in-3-inch-stilettos-no-padding bad?" "No, just 3-km-with-arch-support-in-the-wrong-place bad, but that's bad enough."

I am trying to milk as much humour out of this situation as I possibly can.

From: [identity profile] indicolite.livejournal.com


Having thought about it, I think I'm with you on the sex. As long as there is mutual respect, I cannot imagine regretting it as much. And my shoes had no respect for me.

Well, then we shall banish such disrespectful shoes, and any other work of gods or human beings that does not respect us, swiftly away from us in all four directions.
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